“It might have all the same; you never can tell what's magic.”

“Cats were often familiars to workers of magic because to anyone used to wrestling with self-willed, wayward, devious magic—which was what all magic was—it was rather soothing to have all the same qualities wrapped up in a small, furry, generally attractive bundle that looked more or less the same from day to day and might, if it were in a good mood, sit on your knee and purr. Magic never sat on anybody’s knee and purred.”

“I have lived with magic and without magic, and I can tell you with certainty that a life with magic is better....”

“She understands all at once, with a small shock, exactly what it is she always needed to tell Harland: being there in person is not the same as watching. You might see things better on television, but you'll never know if you were alive or dead while you watched.”

“Magic. I want magic. I want magic that works.THere is no doctor that can make the creature back into my daddy. No therapy that can make him into what he should have been.No going back to the beginning and rewriting. He is what he is and if I have to write what I know, I'm doomed, because I can never write about this, never.”

“I suppose you can never tell right off who might have a piece of Prince Charming deep down inside.”